India’s history is beset with glory
It’s present? Only vice-
Future is yet unholy.
All this would forlornly suffice
To fill the nation’s pages, incessant
With twisted rise and fall
Legends, of kings and ministers pleasant-
Hovering at their hall.
Now, it is the people’s spell
To amend what doesn’t flatter,
The only requisite is to tell
The folks to rebel all that what quarter-
The shockingly “ceased” incessant,
The Golden Sparrow- India.